There are several hills in the park with lush green trees, and some exquisite ancient-style pavilions are located on the hillside.
Guan Lang chose a secluded place, put away his belongings, and began to practice martial arts.
First is the practice of land flying.
After these few days, he has initially mastered the essentials of the first pose.
After practicing the first pose, your thighs will feel obvious heat due to the continuous tempering of your internal strength.
After a period of practice, you can clearly feel that the muscle fibers connecting the thighs and buttocks are getting tougher.
Guan Lang first practiced several movements of the first pose for ten minutes, and his internal energy was consumed like rushing water.
Feeling that less than half of the internal strength in the body has been lost, although I enjoy the feeling of the gradually increasing strength in my thighs, I can only stop first.
After all, you can't just practice this movement, you can't just improve the strength of one body part, you must also pursue all-round development.
As for the second movement of the Land Flying Technique, he has not yet fully mastered it.
The step of controlling Qi, for example, is to shape the terrain in the body, build bridges, and guide the internal force like water to the parts of the body that need to consume internal force.
The change of body posture in each movement is a process of shaping the "water channel" environment in the body that supplies internal force for operation.
Under the guidance of the weak Qi sense established previously, the internal force reaches the corresponding acupoints and exerts its mysterious effect.
Guan Lang practiced the second movement for about twenty minutes and became quite proficient in it, and then turned to the practice of E-level Tai Chi movements.
After all the internal energy in the body was consumed, Guan Lang was already sweating profusely. The skin on his body looked like it had just been steamed, with pink blood and his muscles were slightly bulging, looking a bit ferocious and arrogant.
Guan Lang let out a long breath.
Although I have developed the habit of daily exercise, the stimulation of the body by internal forces has not slowed down much.
However, being tired is a little bit tiring, but it is also a good thing that others can only ask for. The more tired the body is, the better the training effect of the martial arts training is.
If one day he finishes practicing his martial arts and his whole body feels relaxed, he is no longer out of breath and his face is no longer red, it will prove that the increase brought by it has been minimal.
Although martial arts are basically fighting methods, Guan Lang pays more attention to the subtle physical enhancement effects it brings.
The body is the capital of martial arts training. Only a strong body can make his martial arts skills more effective with half the effort.
Guan Lang sat on the stone bench in the pavilion and rested for a few minutes. When the layer of pink on his body gradually faded away, he slowly walked down the mountain.
But to his surprise, he had been practicing martial arts for more than an hour, but no one was seen exercising on the morning track on the mountain, and no one noticed him in the pavilion.
Fortunately, he had thought up a set of explanations for curious passers-by in advance, so his worries were in vain.
When we returned to the square of the park, we gradually saw some exercising figures running by.
When Guan Lang was preparing to go home.
A somewhat surprised voice came from behind and stopped him.
"Guan Lang?"
Guan Lang heard the sound and turned around.
In the public fitness equipment area of the park, a boy wearing sportswear was exercising on a pedal machine and waved to him.
Guan Lang stared at the boy's familiar face for a while, then raised his eyebrows and smiled at the corner of his mouth.
"Zhao Shujie? Long time no see." Guan Lang's voice was also a little surprised.
I didn't expect to meet my high school classmate Zhao Shujie by chance here.
The two were roommates throughout their senior year of high school and had a pretty good relationship.
However, after I went to college, although I usually kept in touch via WeChat, I rarely met offline.
We meet now, after not seeing each other for a long time, but seeing that young and familiar face from the past, I still feel very friendly.
The friendship established by classmates in high school can probably be regarded as one of the strongest relationships in the student years. Because after going to college, the concept of class has long ceased to exist.
In addition to the required courses, everyone's courses are different and the class locations are also different. Your deskmate will be a brand new face every day.
Especially for people like Guan Lang who live in rented houses, there are even fewer people who can be called familiar, only a few close friends.
Zhao Shujie climbed up from the pedal machine, walked to Guan Lang's side, and patted Guan Lang's shoulder vigorously.
"Wow, we haven't seen each other for two years, from the dinner party during the summer vacation of freshman year to now." Zhao Shujie lightly punched Guan Lang's chest with his fist, looking a little excited. "I said, Guan Lang, have you grown taller?
?I remember you were not as tall as me before? I really want to grow taller too."
Zhao Shujie's eyes were fixed on the top of Guan Lang's head, and he said with a bit of unwillingness and depression on his face.
He remembered that he used to be about the same height as Guan Lang, but after not seeing each other for two years, Guan Lang was taller than him.
"Really? Aren't I taller than you before? It's just that I'm taller now." Guan Lang said with a smile.
The two sat on the chairs and chatted for a while.
They each complained about their own schools and talked about the current situation of some classmates with whom they had good relationships in the past.
"What do you have to complain about at Tiannan University? It's still Tiannan University's top major. If you keep pretending like this, we won't be able to talk anymore?" Zhao Shujie looked depressed.
His grades in the third year of high school were almost the same as Guan Lang's, but this kid's character exploded and he suddenly jumped to the forefront of the school, which really made him envious.
Although his performance in the college entrance examination was relatively stable, and he was admitted to an ordinary first-level university in the north. During the holidays, his parents could not fall behind when relatives compared their children, but compared with Tiannan University, he was two
A whole world.
After all, it is the best university in the province, and in the deep-rooted belief of the older generation of parents in Jiangcheng, it is not inferior to Qingbei.
Guan Lang shrugged helplessly. He really felt that compared to the name of the school, the individual abilities of the students were more important.
Only those who have not learned anything will talk about the label of a famous university all day long to show themselves.
So he doesn’t think Tiannan University is any better than other universities.
"Guan Lang, are you going to the class party tomorrow? It was organized by my old class?" Zhao Shujie suddenly asked.
"There's a party? When did you say it?" Guan Lang's expression was a little surprised, why hadn't he heard of it?
"Come on to the senior class!"
"Oh, my group is set to do not disturb messages." Guan Lang smiled.
He has too many WeChat groups, including middle school, high school, and college class groups, group discussion groups, course Q&A groups, and painters’ communication groups. There are so many kinds of messages that it can be overwhelming, so most of the groups he set up
They are all Do Not Disturb messages.
"Where are you going to have dinner?" Guan Lang asked curiously.
"You know Qingchuan Villa, right? It's one of the family properties of rich man Yan Da." Zhao Shujie replied.
"Are there many people participating? If no one goes, I won't go." Guan Lang thought for a while, spread his hands and said.
In fact, he is not very enthusiastic and it doesn't matter whether he goes or not. Even because he is relatively lazy and doesn't like to move around much, he is more inclined not to go.
But considering that there were still a few classmates I wanted to meet, I still hesitated.
"There are quite a few. After all, we will be seniors next year and have to go to internships, so we may not be able to spare time for gatherings. It just so happens that many of my classmates are returning to Jiangcheng during the May Day holiday, and most of them have signed up. How about we go together?"
Zhao Shujie said, "Oh, no, you have been studying architecture for five years, so you will only have an internship the year after next."
"Yeah." Guan Lang nodded, "I'll go too, and I'll sign up in the group later."